Rong Liming stood there, dumbfounded, "Father, what are you talking about?! Are we, the Rong Family, actually afraid of her? She's just a servant girl, what's there to apologize for?!"
Old Mr. Rong, however, didn't want to exchange another word with Rong Liming and stormed off with a flick of his sleeve.
Considering the seriousness of the incident caused by Bingyu, it was inevitable that Muniang would have reported it to Marquis Chen Mansion at first opportunity. And indeed, as soon as the letter arrived there, all hell broke loose.
Marquis Chen's mustache bristled in anger, "What kind of servant girl did you send? With behavior so indecent, she even dallied with another man, bringing shame upon Ze'er! Disgracing Muniang! Look at the mess you've made!"
The Marquise was also utterly distressed, regret and resentment festering in her heart. How had she come to send such a wicked little wretch over?
